It’s time to celebrate, fellow hot dog lovers*, it’s National Hot Dog Day**!

And it’s time for me to tell another story about how slow I am.

When I was driving to the city on Sunday, I saw a few electronic tollway signs that said “no texting, no speeding, no ketchup.”

photo from here, I did NOT take a photo of the sign

I totally was NOT getting the “no ketchup” part.

So I told Steven about it, and he’s like, “yeah, because they don’t put ketchup on their hot dogs in Chicago?” (And I was driving in Chicagoland.)

So much duh, Kim. So. Much. Duh.

And now that I get it, I find it very humorous they put that on a sign. And wonder how many out-of-towners it confused.

I have not had a proper Chicago dog this year – all of mine have been in Wisconsin or at home. Soon… Soon.

*Last week someone told me they went to a ballgame and I asked if they got a hot dog, and they said they didn’t want to eat lips and a$$. To which I suggested, “get the vegan hot dog!” So, to clarify, I’m a lover of vegan hot dogs.
**Did anyone celebrate National French Fry Day last Friday? And wasn’t it recently National Ice Cream Day? Gotta love these made up holidays!